Chapter 376
Neville turned to Stella. "Star, what do you want to do about those guys?"
"We could make life difficult for their families-block a few business deals, stir up strouble. If you're set on
bankrupting them, that's not out of reach either."
Jasper snorted, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Well, well, | thought Ms. Cameron was made of sterner stuff. In the
end, still needs a man to fight her battles?"
Stella shot Jasper a cool glance. "Relax. Even if | don't have a man backing me, | know how to stand up for
myself."
With that, she looked back at Neville.
"I have evidence-DUI, hit-and-run, brawling, harassing girls. The works. | just need you, Mr. Connolly, to make
sure nothing gets swept under the rug when | go public. That's all."
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She'd been humiliated at the birthday party. There was no way she'd just swallow her anger and move on. She'd
been gathering dirt on those spoiled brats for a while now-waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
And now, at last, the thad come.
Neville's gaze drifted thoughtfully from Haynes to Jasper. "That's easy enough. No matter how powerful some
people think they are, they can't outrun justice forever."
Stella nodded, then looked down at Marvin. "Marvin, is there anything else you want?"
Marvin shook his head. "No, Stella. Let's go home. | want to eat your pastries."
A gentle smile warmed Stella's face. "Okay."
She took Marvin's hand, and together they left the office.
Neville followed, wearing his usual lazy half-smile, trailing behind them.
As he passed Haynes, Neville paused. "You failed to stand up for Star, so | will. From now on, I'll take care of
everything that concerns her."
Haynes's eyes darkened, his gaze sharp as a hawk's as he stared after Neville. But Neville was already out the
door.
Watching Stella lead Marvin out, with Neville right behind, the three of them somehow looked like a real family-a
harmony that was hard to put into words.
The O'Brien estate was ablaze with light.
Deanna sat stiffly on the sofa, her face drawn and displeased as she watched Haynes stride into the room, his
presence unmistakably icy. She frowned.
"That was a critical tfor the O'Brien Group. | kept Keen's trouble from you for your own good. Besides, kids
fight and squabble all the time. It's normal, isn't it? Running to the parents over every little thing-how will he
ever toughen up that way?"
Haynes's voice was low and steady. "Mom, Keen is five. All the other kids are shutting him out, and you call that
a small matter?"
Deanna was unyielding, clearly convinced she'd done nothing wrong.
"The other children at that preschool-none of them matter. Keen won't be there long anyway. He doesn't need
friends, and honestly, being ignored is probably for the best."
Her parenting philosophy hadn't changed since she'd raised Haynes years ago.
Haynes knew changing her deeply rooted beliefs was almost impossible.
After a pause, he pressed on. "At Keen's birthday party, Jaspers friends deliberately tripped Stella. Why did you
tellit was an accident? That Stella was just overreacting and being petty?"
He'd already spoken to Keen on the way over, gotten the full story of what happened that day.
Keen had been upstairs, and happened to see Jasper's friends deliberately stick out a foot and trip Stella.